Crime Novel Authors Novels & Stories

💎 SWEETHEARTS IN CRIME🎩 (He's A Dangerous Mafia🔞_She's A Slût👠) Chapter 37 "Ma'am are you okay? You've been quite since you came back" Alden said slowly as Lavina started the car engine. Lavina never replied, instead she exhaled in anger. Her veins were already popping out dangerously Her eyes were bloodshot red, not because of anger but... She's trying to hold back her tear

The first words came out slowly, but soon he was writing quickly, as if someone was speaking through his mind: "To Mayor Michael Wallace, Subject: Report on the Successful Resolution of the Recent High-Profile Heists and Robbery" Detective James paused, tapping the pen against the paper. His heart beat faster as he continued. The details needed to be perfect. He wrote about how the police force had executed a strategic operation using a convertible bait car to catch the thieves. He framed it so that the suspects they had arrested were the same ones responsible for the recent bank heist, the wedding heist, and the robbery at the Abibba building. "Through careful planning and the deployment of

I reassured myself while sitting. Most times, I wonder how unfair life is to most people. I mean, people work their butts hard, so many do a whole lot to make sure they feed. And a criminal gets to the extent of killing, taking another life the same life they can't create. If Kelvin had been killed that day, it would be a totally different case, linked to the murder that had been happening to different police officers dated back to 2012, that was three years ago. People were so brutal, especially criminals. They were so dangerous, most importantly, they can't even be predicted.

He was leaning a bit closer with his head to the side as if he was looking at us, studying out mere existence from a higher ground. "He's a crime author. One of the best since the day he published his first novel." Kaily answered as she looked up at the posters. "He's my favorite." I nodded my head as I returned my eyes back to Alen Covar. "So you like crime novels?" "Yes... Well, mostly his crime novels after I got my hands on one of his books when I was working on an assignment back in freshman year of college." Kaily looked at the man with admiration, not in a way an intellectually intrigued person would, but in a way fans would stare at their favorite K-pop idols performing on a stage.

“So the guy’s getting anonymous links to an underground darknet site.” “By guy you mean DC Harlow, right? The detective whose wife and child were burned alive.” “That’s right.” “Very Derek Raymond.” “What?” “The protagonist I mean, like the unnamed police officer who narrates all of Raymond’s Factory novels.” “Oh yeah, yes, that’s it exactly.”

she says with a chuckle, before scribbling another list. Mafia/Crime Lord: Mafia Boss Drug Lord Smuggler Cartel Leader Money Launderer I laugh. “Yeah, definitely keeping the first four, but money launderer sounds too... boring for a dark romance. Where’s the thrill?” Jenni nods in agreement and starts on another list. I watch as she meticulously writes out the next category. Obsessive Lover: Bodyguard Psychiatrist or Therapist Business Tycoon with control issues Ex-Military or Mercenary

“Okay, I’ll bite. What’s this one’s hook? Is it different than the one you were reading yesterday, and then the day before that? Or all the ones you've been reading since... I don't know... 7th grade?” I immediately shot upright with glee, grinning with all my teeth out, I always relished the opportunity to introduce new victims to my cherished collection of smutty werewolf e-novels. “Okay, Get this! I found one of those novel apps last week, so I thought, why not read one of the books they recommend. Since I’m an alpha expert or lycan enthusiast if you will, and I can smell the cringe from a mile away.” I paused to take a breath, “Then I found this book, by a new mysterious author on the bl

She knew most people never committed the same crime exactly, but there was always something that didnÕt differ, no matter how many times the perpetrator struck. She was looking for those similarities now. Maybe there wasnÕt a car involved, but the way the body had been displayed might be the same. Or the word that was carved into her victimÕs chest. She combed through the twenty or so cases that popped up, comparing notes until she was able to separate the few that stood out. Of the twenty cases, five had been solved. Four had suspects, and eleven were still pending. Out of the eleven six matched closely to hers, the only problem is that they were scattered around, and some, especially the f

She continued licking and toying around the area of my neck she'd marked, taking pride in the noises I let out. "I'm way in over my head here, aren't I?" "Just a tad, Love, but I'll be gentle. After all, I am The Criminal's Alpha, aren't I?"

“I’m supposed to kill him after he didn’t tell me about the drugs even after bribing him by taking him to his dream destination. But he’s so sexy and good at bed, so how could I kill him?” The green-haired woman pinched the bridge of her nose, wishing that she never answered Knives’s call. Wishing that she just stayed there in her car near Olivia’s condominium with her. Wishing that she never entered the world of crime if she would just end up listening to her rival talk about how sexy the head scientist of her drug supply operation was. “Are you even for real right now?” Dakota asked, exhaustion already evident in her voice as she closed her eyes. “Yeah. I hate how you never told me that he